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Authors: Steven Brust
Phoenix sinks into decay
Haughty dragon yearns to slay.
Lyorn growls and lowers horn
Tiassa dreams and plots are born.
Hawk looks down from lofty flight
Dzur stalks and blends with night.
Issola strikes from courtly bow
Tsalmoth maintains though none knows how.
Vallista rends and then rebuilds
Jhereg feeds on others’ kills.
Quiet iorich won’t forget
Sly chreotha weaves his net.
Yendi coils and strikes, unseen
Orca circles, hard and lean.
Frightened teckla hides in grass
Jhegaala shifts as moments pass.
Athyra rules minds’ interplay
Phoenix rises from ashes gray.
The Adventures of Vlad Taltos
JHEREG
YENDI
TECKLA
TALTOS
PHOENIX
ATHYRA
ORCA
DRAGON
ISSOLA
DZUR
Anthologies
THE BOOK OF JHEREG
THE BOOK OF TALTOS
THE BOOK OF ATHYRA
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Taltos
copyright © 1988 by Steven K. Z. Brust.
Phoenix
copyright © 1990 by Steven Brust.
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PRINTING HISTORY
Ace trade paperback edition / January 2002
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Brust, Steven, 1955–
[Phoenix]
The book of Taltos / Steven Brust.
p. cm.
Contents: Phoenix—Taltos.
ISBN 978-1-101-66578-7
1. Fantasy fiction, American. I. Brust, Steven, 1955—Taltos. II. Title.
PS3552.R84 B66 2002
813’.54—dc21
2001045773
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PART ONE: Technical Considerations
Lesson 1: Contract Negotiations
Lesson 3: The Perfect Assassination
Lesson 4: Handling Interrogation
PART TWO: Business Considerations
Lesson 6: Dealing With Middle Management I
Lesson 8: Dealing with Middle Management II
Lesson 11: Matters of State II
Lesson 12: Basic Survival Skills
Lesson 13: Advanced Survival Skills
Lesson 14: Fundamentals of Betrayal
PART THREE: Aesthetic Considerations
Lesson 15: Basic Improvisation
Lesson 16: Dealing With Upper Management I
Lesson 17: Dealing With Upper Management II
One of the questions I’m most often asked is: “In what order would you recommend reading these books?” Unfortunately, I’m just exactly the wrong guy to ask. I made every effort to write them so they could be read in any order. I am aware that, in some measure at least, I have failed (I certainly wouldn’t recommend starting with
Teckla,
for example), but the fact that I was trying makes me incapable of giving an answer.
Many people whose opinion I respect believe publication order is best; this volume reflects that belief. For those who want to read the books in chronological order, it would go like this:
Taltos, Yendi, Dragon, Jhereg, Teckla, Phoenix, Athyra, Orca, Issola.
The choice, I daresay, is yours. In any case, I hope you enjoy them.
Steven Brust
Minneapolis
March 1999
Adrilankha | ah-dri-LAHN-kuh |
Adron | Ā-drahn |
Aliera | uh-LEER-uh |
Athyra | uh-THĪ-ruh |
Baritt | BĀR-it |
Brust | brūst |
Cawti | KAW-tee |
Chreotha | kree-O-thuh |
Dragaera | druh-GAR-uh |
Drien | DREE-en |
Dzur | tser |
Iorich | ī-Ō-rich |
Issola | î-SŌ-luh |
Jhegaala | zhuh-GAH-luh |
Jhereg | zhuh-REG |
Kiera | KĪ-ruh |
Kieron | KĪ-rahn |
Kragar | KRAY-gahr |
Leareth | LEER-eth |
Loiosh | LOI-ōIsh |
Lyorn | LI-orn |
Mario | MAH-ree-ō |
Mellar | MEH-lar |
Morrolan | muh-RŌL-uhn |
Norathar | NŌ-ruh-thahr |
Rocza | RAW-tsuh |
Serioli | sar-ee-Ō-lee |
Taltos | TAHL-tōsh |
Teckla | TEH-kluh |
Tiassa | tee-AH-suh |
Tsalmoth | TSAHL-mōth |
Verra | VEE-ruh |
Valista | vuhl-ISS-tuh |
Yendi | YEN-dee |
Zerika | zuh-REE-kuh |
The Cycle: Dragon, dzur, and chreotha; athyra, hawk, and phoenix; teckla and jhereg.
They danced before my eyes. The Dragaeran Empire, its population divided into seventeen Great Houses, each with its animal representation, seemed to unfold in my hands. Here was the Empire of Dragaerans, and here was I, the Easterner, the outsider.
It wouldn’t get any easier.
The eyes of no gods upon me, I began.
S
OME TWO HUNDRED MILES
to the north and east of Adrilankha there lies a mountain, shaped as if by the hand of a megalomaniacal sculptor into the form of a crouching grey dzur.
You’ve seen it, I’m sure, in thousands of paintings and psiprints from hundreds of angles, so you know as well as I that the illusion of the great cat is as perfect as artifice or nature could make it. What is most interesting is the left ear. It is fully as feline as the other, but is known to have been fabricated. We have our suspicions about the whole place, but never mind that; we’re
sure
about the left ear.
It is here, say the legends, that Sethra Lavode, the Enchantress, the Dark Lady of Dzur Mountain, sits like a great spider in the center of an evil web, hoping to snare the true-hearted hero. Exactly why she would wish to do this the legends don’t make clear; as is their right, of course.
I sat in the center of my own evil web, jiggled a strand, and caused it to bring forth more particulars about mountain, tower, and lady. It seemed likely that I was going to have to visit the place, webs being the fragile things that they are.
Of such things are legends made.
I was going over a couple of letters I’d received. One was from a human girl named Szandi, thanking me for a wonderful evening. On reflection, I decided it had been pretty nice at that. I made a mental note to write back and ask if she’d be free sometime next week. The other was from one of my employees, asking if a certain customer could have an extension on a loan he’d taken out to cover gambling losses to another of my employees. I was thinking about this and drumming my fingertips when I heard Kragar clear his throat. Loiosh, my familiar, flew off his coat rack and landed on my shoulder, hissing at Kragar.
“I wish he’d stop doing that, boss,”
said Loiosh psionically.
“Me, too, Loiosh.”
I said to Kragar, “How long have you been sitting there?”
“Not long.”
His lean, seven-foot-tall Dragaeran frame was slouched in the chair opposite me. For once, he was not looking smug. I wondered what was bothering him, but didn’t ask. If it was any of my business, he’d tell me. I said, “Do you remember a Chreotha named Fyhnov? He wants to extend his loan from Machan, and I don’t know—”
“There’s a problem, Vlad.”
I blinked. “Tell me about it.”